Page 110 of Twisted Trails
Mason chokes on a laugh, then rakes his hand through his hair.
Luc inhales deeply, then bites my finger. I jump, dropping my hand. “Why? Because of Mason? Oh,ma Petite, you two are trying so hard not to be honest with yourselves, but everyone else sees it. Or at least I do. He’s just as hard right now as I am.”
He tugs the socks from my hand and throws them at Mason, who catches them with a glare. “Can you fucking stop pressuring her into doing anything with me?”
“I’m not pressuring anyone. I’m just saying what’s already true.” Luc’s eyes find mine again. “You want him, don’t you? Just as much as you want Greer and me.”
I swallow hard, feeling like I’ve been caught doing something wrong. I close my eyes and take a breath, then another. Luc cups my cheek, his lips brushing my ear.
“It’s okay if you want him,” he murmurs. “I want him, too, and I want you to want each other. I want us,you, me, and Mase, together. Not just in bed, but hell, the thought of us in bed,tous ensemble, does it not make you wet?”
He cups me through my shorts, and I gasp as my hips jerk, making him chuckle.
“Be a good girl,” Luc whispers. “Tell Mason how much you want him. Be honest with yourself, and with us, and maybe there’ll be a reward if you do.”
He turns me so my back is against his chest, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and holding me close. Mason is right in front of me, eyes flicking between mine.
He grasps my chin between his thumb and forefinger with a softness that contrasts the tension zipping between us. “That so?”
“Yes,” I answer honestly, just like Luc asked. “I want you, Mason.”
“Fuck.” His throat works around a swallow. “AndI want you more.”
My eyes flutter closed as Mason’s lips ghost over mine, giving me one last breath of space to pull away,but I don’t.I lean in.
My hand slides up his chest and fists his shirt, pulling him closer to me.
That’s all it takes.
His restraint snaps with a groan. Gripping my hips, he pulls me into him harder, and his lips move against mine like he’s memorized every curve of my mouth already. His teeth catch my bottom lip, tugging just enough to make me gasp before he sucks it between his own.
It’s not just hot. It’s intimate, familiar. As if through every glance that lasted a second too long, we both knew we’d eventually end up here.
Luc hums behind me, clearly enjoying himself, but he doesn’t interrupt. Not until Mason breaks the kiss with one last flick of his tongue, then pulls back to look at me, eyes darker and breath ragged.
“Fucking hell,” he whispers. “You taste like trouble.”
I grin, chest tingling like crazy, while Luc rests his chin on my shoulder. “She’s the best kind of trouble.”
Mason lowers himself on the edge of the bed, and Luc guides me to sit between them, the mattress dipping beneath our combined weight.
Mason’s hand comes to rest on my right thigh, and when Luc’s touches down on the other side, the heat inside me doubles. The weight of their palms makes me hyperaware that I’m between the two best, thehottestpro athletes in this sport,and I can have them both.
Fuck.
I’m in way over my head here.
Luc’s breath is warm as he brushes his lips against the side of my neck, and I tilt my head without thinking, offering him more. My gaze catches Mason’s just as Luc’s mouth presses against my throat.
The hunger in his eyes is enough to light me up from the inside again, and then Luc’s teeth sink into the curve of my neck, hard enough to make my toes curl. Mason surges forward and catches my gasp with his mouth, claiming my lips in another searing kiss.
“Merde,” Luc curses softly against my skin.
Mason pulls back and takes in every detail of what must be a dazed expression. Luc grips my chin, tilts my face toward him, and takes his turn, his kiss just as deep, just as claiming.
My body arches between them, but everything is tight under my binder. My nipples, my breaths, but it’s secondary to the need that pools low and hot, making me shiver. Mason’s fingertips slide under the hem of my shorts, while Luc continues to kiss me breathless. Then Mason’s lips find the other side of my neck, and he licks up the tendon there, making me break the kiss to gasp for air.
Luc chuckles, nipping at my jaw. “Oh, you like that, huh? Having us both?”
